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I am owning the fact that I made the reasonably poor decision to stay up Sunday night and watch the Oscars. This means that I did not get up Monday morning and run, and on Monday nights I have choir rehearsal that runs late, which means I do not get up on Tuesday mornings and run. It also means I'm still tired.

It's an interesting study, however, in attempting to maintain my equilibrium without the benefit of a run. So far, ok. Looking forward to going to bed at a normal time and running tomorrow morning.

Thinking about how much I'd like to just do nothing but exercise (run, yoga, whatevs) as a career. Other dream second careers: physical trainer/yoga instructor (see above), NPR journalist, nutritionist, English professor. Movie star, of course: they are essentially paid to work out for hours every day.

I think I'm just going to listen to The Shins for the rest of the day.

Random

I ran my fourth 5k last weekend. I thought I was being really slow, but I actually killed my previous PR. Went from 27:39 to 26:52. So that was awesome. Looking forward to a St. Pat's themed one next month, for which I am hunting green running capris. No real luck as yet. This week, the young lady has not been sleeping well, so I've not been sleeping well, so running has been at a standstill, but there's always tomorrow.

Today I have on a leopard print shirt and leopard print flats that don't particularly match. For some reason, I love this.

Potato chips at lunch? Potato chips at lunch.

There are changes afoot. There will be leaping, and hoping for the appearance of nets. I do that every so often, and it usually works out for the best, so here's hoping this time will be no different.

Panic

I think maybe I'm having some kind of random-point-in-life crisis. It's not particularly pleasant.